·Yamato Motoko·

In the third episode of "Motoko Yamato
," the dazzling lights, the boy's burning gaze, and the cold lens of the camera, the woman's most private parts were completely exposed in this environment. The unimaginable shame and embarrassment made Motoko feel like she was going crazy.
Why? How did things turn out like this? Even Motoko herself couldn't answer this question. Bound tightly, Motoko had no way to break free and could only quietly wait for the devil's toy.
Manji climbed onto Motoko's body, squatted on her chest, pinched Motoko's chin with his hand, and forced his penis into Motoko's mouth. Meanwhile, Zhouhe was at the bedside, walked between Motoko's open thighs, held his penis with one hand, used
his hand to determine the position, and slowly inserted his penis into Motoko's vagina.
"Listen, don't even think about biting my penis. If you dare to bite me, your son will be in even worse shape than me, understand?" Manji said viciously to Motoko.
Although Suko kept her mouth tightly shut, unwilling to put that foul-smelling thing in her mouth, her chin was being pinched, and she couldn't resist at all. Her mouth was forcibly opened, and she felt it filled with the foul-smelling penis, making it difficult for her to breathe. At the same
time, Suko also felt her lower body being touched, her vagina being spread apart, and a hot penis slowly penetrating her long-neglected vagina.
"Ugh..." With her mouth stuffed, her terrified face could only let out painful moans. Suko dared not disobey the villain in front of her and could only desperately endure it.
The huge impact left Suko's mind in chaos. The strange fullness in her lower body made her feel very comfortable. Because of the masturbation she had just done, her vagina was very wet. But reason kept reminding Suko that she was being raped and shouldn't feel anything. This
caused her to struggle continuously between lust and reason, feeling helpless.
He thrust his penis into the widow's cherry lips ten thousand times, feeling the warm, soft mouth. Using his waist strength, he began to pump his penis, and the room was filled with lewd sounds.
Her deceased husband was a conservative man, so Suko had never tried oral sex before. Being forced to do so naturally caused her great psychological shock. However, thinking of protecting her son, Suko had to desperately endure it
. With the excuse of "protecting her son," her lust seemed to break free from the suppression of reason, allowing her to unrestrainedly enjoy something she hadn't experienced in over ten years—sexual pleasure.
As Suko sucked on the penis in her mouth, she felt the pleasure coming from her vagina. Her husband had been dead for so many years; this night, she could finally fully enjoy the feeling of intercourse. Although, on the surface, she was being forced.
Outside the door, Tetsuro watched the lewd scene unfold before him. His beloved mother was miserably bound by his friend, forced into a shameful position, her mouth sucking on a penis while her lower body endured the assault of a shaft. A boy was filming this
obscene spectacle.
Shuwa enjoyed the widow's vaginal opening; its tight inner walls showed no signs of childbirth, gripping the intruding object firmly. Shuwa paused for a moment after entering, savoring the warm, moist sensation, before beginning his piston-like movements. He began
to thrust his hips, his penis slowly withdrawing from the vagina, then quickly and forcefully plunging back in just before it was fully pulled out.
Motoko felt the inner walls of her vagina being constantly rubbed, waves of pleasure shooting from her lower body straight to her brain. She couldn't help but make "ooh" sounds, as her mouth was filled with the countless thrusts of the penis, the sounds only lingering in her throat. Her beautiful,
rounded body was tightly bound, and even though she struggled frantically, twisting and turning due to the pleasure in her lower body and the suffocating feeling in her mouth, it was all in vain.
The raped widow's body was unusually excited, overflowing with vaginal fluid, seeping from her attacked opening. Although her face was distorted by the impact of the penis, her eyes seemed veiled in a thin mist, making it impossible to tell whether she was in pain or
pleasure.
Pain and pleasure continued to intertwine, and Motoko's tears fell drop by drop, her expression a mixture of anguish and pleasure, revealing a dazed look. Manji held Suzuko's head in his hands, using his waist strength to
forcefully thrust his penis into the widow's mouth. Suzuko's moist, warm mouth, her nimble tongue, and even the moans from her throat constantly stimulated Manji's penis, giving him immense pleasure. Especially when Manji saw Suzuko's distressed yet helpless expression
, he felt a surge of conquest.
The sounds of two penises entering and exiting her mouth and vagina echoed continuously in the room. Suzuko felt as if time had stopped; endless excitement and pleasure, like waves, completely overwhelmed her thoughts.
Her mind gradually became chaotic, her body unconsciously pursuing pleasure. Her vagina was being penetrated again and again by a stranger. This sense of depravity, which she had never imagined before, made her senses incredibly acute. With a penis constantly thrusting in and out of her mouth
, her head was forced to move back and forth. The widow, who had been violated and humiliated, now seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the pleasure of intercourse.
Finally, after a period of intense thrusting, Manji and Zhouhe ejaculated violently, releasing all their semen. The white, cloudy liquid filled Motoko's mouth and vagina. Motoko's eyes widened suddenly as she felt the hot
liquid shooting into her body, both in her lower body and mouth. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and she was drenched in sweat.
She had lost track of how long she had been raped. After Manji and Zhouhe ejaculated, Motoko could only stand there silently, letting the semen drip from her mouth, her gaze unfocused, her body feeling utterly exhausted, as if her bones had been broken.
Because her body was tightly bound, even without strength, Motoko was forced into a position resembling a frog lying on its back—a position extremely embarrassing for any woman. Her body, after intercourse, seemed to radiate heat, her rosy skin like scattered
cherry blossoms. The image of a widow after being raped and humiliated was strangely poignant.
Her skin was covered in sweat, soaking wet as if she had been pulled from water. Her lower body, besides vaginal fluid, was mixed with the boy's semen; the cloudy liquid slowly flowed from her half-open vagina, dripping onto her
perineum and even wetting her anus—a truly obscene sight.
Under the camera's lens, the middle-aged woman, fresh from intercourse, possessed an indescribable allure with her rounded, beautiful body. Deep down, Motoko continued to make excuses for herself, desperately convincing herself that even if she had an orgasm during intercourse
, it was forced; she was only doing it to protect her son. However, deep down, she couldn't help but ask herself, really? After more than ten years of hiatus, now finally experiencing the joy of intercourse again, was she truly forced to
have sex to protect her son? Or…? Motoko dared not think further.
Should she admit to being sexually unsatisfied? Admit that she had craved intercourse since her husband's death? No! How could Yamato Motoko be such a woman? Too...too lewd! Yes, it was all for her son's safety, for
Tetsuro's life. As a mother, she was willing to sacrifice her virginity.
It must be that; it couldn't be anything else. As long as her son was alright...
With this thought, this widow, so faithful to her deceased husband, felt as if she had received a pardon, indulging in the pleasures of sex with a grand excuse. She even found pleasure in being raped.
Just now, after being brutally gang-raped by Zhou He and Wan Ci, she experienced an orgasm she had never felt before during intercourse. Her vaginal walls convulsed, tightly gripping Zhou He's penis. Coupled with her dazed expression and subdued reaction, Su Zi was
certain that these thugs before her knew of her orgasm; it was impossible to hide it.
Outside the door, Tetsuro watched his mother, experiencing multiple orgasms while being raped, his eyes glued to the lewd act inside. He longed to rush in and brutally ravage his mother, to enjoy her body and torment her soul. Seeing his mother's subdued
reaction, her body language, it was clear: his mother had orgasmed!
Tetsuro really wanted to rush into the room and rape his bound and immobile mother. But he couldn't; Su Zi's most shameful moment hadn't arrived yet, so Tetsuro had to restrain himself.
The mother might still have the strength to resist. She would argue that she was raped by a stranger while trying to save her son. No, the mother must not be able to argue so confidently anymore. She must be made to admit with shame that she
is a promiscuous woman…
Tetsuro forcibly suppressed the urge to rush into the room. He could not ruin the plan he had personally devised.
“Hehehe… I thought she was some kind of chaste widow, but who knew that she would be so happy and wet with lust after we got her!” Zhouhe coldly looked at Suko, humiliating her to his heart’s content.
“Yeah, she probably came so many times just now! She’s just a filthy piece of trash… Although her breasts are very soft, the feel is top-notch.” Manji grinned slyly, speaking filthyly.
“…” Suko, who had been frantically raped, was too exhausted to refute these words. She could only keep panting, with Manji’s semen dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her petite and exquisite body exuded an aura of promiscuity.
"Then, let's continue," Zhou said cheerfully.
"Wh-what...please...please let me go! You...aren't you satisfied already?"
Suzi's eyes showed disbelief.
Suzi thought everything was over, and these people should have left, right? Who knew, she was too optimistic. It wasn't over yet; this was just the beginning.
"No way! Madam, this is just the beginning! Do you think you'll even have time to sleep tonight?" Bangyang said to Suzi with a grin, his video camera continuously filming the shameful beauty of the bound middle-aged widow.
"Waaah...you...how much more will you humiliate me before you stop! Please...spare me!" Suzi seemed to have collapsed, crying uncontrollably.
"How much have we insulted you? I think you've got something wrong. What we're doing now is digging out your true self, exposing your hidden darkness! You've pretended to be a chaste widow for so many years, now it's time for you
to face your true self..." Zhou grabbed Suzi's hair, pulled her close, his face near hers, speaking coldly.
"Ugh... I didn't mean it, you... you're all crazy..." Suzi's eyes widened, revealing disbelief, her expression of fear only fueling the boy's sadistic desires. Manji
pulled a huge syringe-like object from his tool bag, grinning at Suzi, "Madam, now we're going to play a very fun game with you, which is answering questions with your eyes. If you answer incorrectly or we're not satisfied, you'll have to experience
the taste of an enema... How about that? Sounds fun, right?"
"Please, please spare me..." Suzi stared at the enema syringe in terror, her mouth trembling as she pleaded.
Bound tightly and unable to break free, Motoko's eyes were covered by a black cloth by the boy, her head was bound with another black cloth, and her body was tied up. Her beautiful flesh was displayed before the boy in a pitiful posture.
The time had come. The door opened silently.
Knowing that his mother could no longer see what was happening in the room, Tetsuro slowly opened the door, quietly walked to the bedside, and admired his mother's naked body up close. He gestured for Manji and the others to remove their hoods, as they were no longer needed.
Next came the most important part of the plan: Tetsuro would personally humiliate his mother.
Motoko Yamato Chapter 4
: Tetsuro's hand gently touched his mother's breasts. The tender, smooth sensation traveled directly from Tetsuro's hand to his head. The silky smoothness and the soft yet elastic breasts excited Tetsuro greatly.
"Ugh..." Motoko's body was being touched repeatedly by unfamiliar fingers. Faced with the sudden attack in the darkness, Motoko's body, wet with sweat, trembled involuntarily. Deprived of sight, her other senses naturally became acutely
acute.
Cruelly bound and forced to spread her legs, exposing her most intimate parts, this miserable situation filled Motoko with shame.
In the darkness, Motoko felt a trembling hand gently caressing her body.
"Now, madam, tell me your name first," Zhouhe's voice sounded behind Tetsuro.
According to the plan, it wasn't Tetsuro's turn to speak yet. If he spoke too soon, his mother might recognize him, ruining the plan.
"Y-Yamato Motoko…" Motoko hesitated, then whispered.
Thinking that the other man hadn't even known her name and had been gang-raped by these strangers, Motoko blushed with shame. Little did Motoko know that these men weren't strangers, but her beloved son, her only family
, now gang-raping his mother with his friends.
Because she didn't know, Motoko thought she was revealing her private matters to strangers, and naturally felt extremely ashamed. These expressions were all observed by the boys.
Tetsuro lowered his head and teased his mother's breasts with his lips and tongue. Her body, still warm from intercourse, had small, swollen nipples, and her beautiful, bowl-shaped breasts were covered in fine beads of sweat.
"Oh...no..." After the intercourse, Motoko's desire was ignited, burning completely. Although she felt tired, her sensitive areas reacted involuntarily to stimulation.
"How old are you?" Zhouhe continued to torment Motoko with words.
"...Thirty-six..." Motoko couldn't see the man's movements, so she didn't expect which part of her body would be touched. Her body became sensitive, and she made intermittent panting sounds, speaking with difficulty.
"Is it comfortable? You seem very excited..." Zhouhe couldn't help but tease Motoko, watching the lewd scene of mother and son incest.
"Ah...I...no..." Under Tetsuro's skillful caresses, even though Motoko desperately denied it, it was completely unconvincing. Her expression and body language revealed that the chaste widow had already experienced
the pleasure of intercourse. Her hot body and delicate murmurs were all witnessed by everyone.
"It's alright, you don't need to deny it! Madam, you willingly let us play with you to protect your son, didn't you? Even if you experience pleasure during the process, it's to satisfy us! It's okay, just admit it! You
feel good, don't you?" Zhouhe softened his tone, slowly guiding Motoko into their trap.
"Ugh...yes...I...I was protecting my son..." The insecurity of not being able to see anything slowly weakened Motoko's will. Under Zhouhe's seemingly magical voice, Motoko was gradually influenced
.
Tetsuro intensified his teasing of his mother's body, gently caressing her most sensitive spots. Her high, creamy breasts, with their adorable cherry-like nipples, were completely occupied by her son. His nimble fingers applied pressure, attacking
his mother's beautiful breasts.
"Oh..." Motoko's cheeks flushed even more. Although her body was bound, she still writhed uncontrollably, her whole body seemingly tormented by the flames of desire. The most beautiful moment of a woman's arousal was fully displayed before her son.
Tetsuro's hands focused on caressing his mother's breasts. They were of a perfect size, full and round like inverted bowls, seemingly unaffected by gravity. Even in middle age, her breasts remained high and firm, incredibly elastic. Tetsuro couldn't
tear himself away from those breasts that represented maternal love.
"Having such a beautiful and sexy mother is truly my blessing!" Tetsuro thought to himself. He would do anything
to get his mother. With such a beautiful and loving mother, if he couldn't have her, he would go crazy… Perhaps, he already was…
"Ah… I…" Suko's cheeks flushed, she bit her lip, letting out suppressed gasps. Having experienced the gang rape, a thought of "It doesn't matter anymore!" arose within her. Since she had already been gang-raped
, why not cooperate to protect her son? One thing was dirty, two things were filthy anyway, why not enjoy it to the fullest, to fully experience the sensations she hadn't tasted since her husband's death? There's no need to make things difficult for yourself!
Once you have thoughts like "Anyway... it's already... so why not...", you naturally lack resistance to a man's defilement. Her body seemed completely out of her control; wave after wave of pleasure,
stimulated relentlessly by the man's hands and mouth, fiercely attacked Motoko's nervous system.
"She really doesn't seem like a thirty-six-year-old woman at all! Such a sensitive body, such shy reactions, and that taut, firm body—so beautiful! It would be a shame not to play with her properly." Manji looked at
the woman before him, moved by her son's affection, her hot, fiery body, and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Hehe... of course, I won't waste such beautiful flesh; I'll definitely play with her until I'm completely satisfied!" Zhou's malicious tone was incredibly menacing.
"Ugh...no..." Suzi couldn't see, but her ears could hear clearly. She heard the other person praising her body. Suzi felt proud of her beautiful figure; she didn't look old like other women her age, and her body still maintained
a certain standard. Even though it was her rapist, she was happy to be praised.
However, she also felt ashamed. Being naked in front of strangers, even with praise, her feminine modesty remained. As a mother and widow, her pride and modesty were stronger than most.
"Hehe...possessing strong self-esteem and modesty, plus a captivating figure, and top-notch sensitivity, this mother is truly rare training material! As expected of my mother, I must train her into my sex slave!" Looking at
his mother's shy, girlish expression and pitiful appearance, Tetsuro's lust burned fiercely, and he made up his mind to train his loving mother into his sex slave.
Desire gradually intensified, but her opponent focused solely on teasing Suko's breasts, his mouth incessantly kissing her peaks while his fingers danced deftly like a pianist, providing just the right amount of stimulation to her mother's breasts.
Under these circumstances, coupled with the lust ignited by the previous rape, Suko began to feel an emptiness in her lower body; an unbearable itching sensation constantly assaulted her reason.
"Touch my lower body, it's so uncomfortable..." This thought involuntarily surfaced in Suko's mind.
"...Ah...No, no..." Suko shook her head desperately. How could she do this? Although she was forced to let men play with her body to protect her son, how could she crave someone touching her lower body? How could she have such
thoughts? As a widow, having such thoughts was utterly shameless.
However, the burning sensation in her body and the intense emptiness in her lower body attacked her relentlessly, almost causing her to lose her reason. The constant battle between reason and desire, under the powerful impact, only
fueled Motoko's lust even more fiercely.
The more humiliating and rejected by reason, the more excited Motoko became. Reason acted like a flammable agent, making the middle-aged beauty's desire even more uncontrollable.
"Please, please..." Finally, Motoko could no longer endure it and murmured a soft plea.
Looking at his mother before him, Tetsuro saw her flushed cheeks, her burning body, and her tightly clenched lips, a sight both endearing and alluring. In his mind, he saw glimpses of her usual self: his mother in her work suit,
her apron, so gentle, so beautiful, forgiving her son with a smile even when he made a mistake… This loving mother, it turned out, also had a sordid side, that she too could be blinded by lust, actively seeking
sexual gratification…
“So my mother also hides such a hidden side!” Tetsuro sighed inwardly. Seeing the situation he had created, his mother moaning and groaning in front of him, even though her body was bound, driven by burning desire
, her beautiful naked body writhed uncontrollably, yearning for further satisfaction.
"What are you begging us for? If you don't tell us clearly, we won't know what to do!" Seeing that Suko was about to break down, Zhouhe launched an offensive, verbally humiliating her.
"W-why is this happening..." Suko cried out, her voice thick with nasal tones, sounding incredibly cute, like a spoiled child.
Because of her constant panting and clenching her teeth to endure the onslaught of pleasure, her speech was slurred and unintelligible. Her adorable expression captivated the boys.
"If you don't tell us, we'll just leave you tied to the bed and nobody will touch you! You'll be miserable, won't you? If you want us to satisfy you properly, just tell us clearly what you want us to do!" Manji whispered in Suko's ear, gently
breathing into it.
"Ah!" Suko felt a sudden tingling in her ear, her whole body trembling violently, her body shaking as if electrocuted. The last vestiges of reason in her mind snapped with a "snap."
"Please... touch me down there... it's so itchy..." Suko shook her head repeatedly, yet her mouth uttered wild cries. She probably didn't even understand what she was saying anymore. Completely driven by desire, this woman had no regard for
modesty.
Tetsuro watched his mother's frantic thirst for sexual pleasure, his hands and mouth not idle either, wantonly caressing her breasts, lightly kissing her face, and sucking on every inch of Suko's skin.
"Go crazy! Show your true nature, fall to the deepest depths! My beautiful, loving mother," Tetsuro thought silently, using every sense to savor every aspect of his mother's beauty.
"Down there? Where's down there? Be clear, how do you want us to treat your genitals? Is it really just a touch? That'll be even more uncomfortable!" Zhouhe insulted Suko with a mocking tone.
"...No...don't bully me..." Suko bit her lower lip in frustration, forced to say lewd things. Even in the heat of passion, she hesitated and felt ashamed. Her female pride and the reserve of a widow prevented her from opening up
and speaking frankly.
"You have to tell us! If you don't, we'll just have to leave you alone...it'll be unbearably itchy!
Are you sure you're okay?"
"Ah, why are you like this..." Suko hesitated. Finally, to be satisfied, she had to abandon her female dignity and stammered, "Please, please insert...insert into my...my little hole!"
"With what? Fingers?" Zhouhe still wouldn't let her off easily.
"...It's...it's a penis..." Suko said in a barely audible voice, her face flushed. Even with her eyes covered, she still felt shy, lowering her head and biting her lower lip. The shyness of this middle-aged beauty was enough to make anyone's blood boil.
"Hehehe...Is that so? Is it our penis? You want us to insert our penises into your vagina?"
Manji said with a lewd grin.
"...Um..." Suko felt even more ashamed after saying such explicit words. She didn't dare to answer the boys' questions and just gave vague, perfunctory replies.
"Let's give her some pleasure with our fingers first!" Zhouhe gestured to Tetsuro, who nodded in understanding.
Tetsuro shifted his attack from the upper body to the lower body, his hands kneading his mother's fair flesh with varying speeds and pressures, fully humiliating his mother's elastic, smooth, and creamy skin.
"Ugh..." A seductive moan escaped Suko's lips, stimulating the man's instincts. Tetsuro's fingers explored his mother's wet garden, parting her labia and teasing the tender flesh inside. His other hand continuously rubbed the clitoris at
the tip of her garden. Suko's clitoris swelled with arousal, protruding from her foreskin. Every time Tetsuro stimulated it, Suko's body trembled accordingly.
"No, I can't take it anymore..." Suko cried out. After constant stimulation, her feminine restraint and rationality had been thrown to the winds. Now, she was nothing more than a female beast craving lust.
"Please, hurry up and put it in! Don't... don't use your fingers anymore... it's so itchy! Your penis... I want your penis..." Suko shook her head frantically, her sexy body struggling incessantly, like a small animal caught in a trap
, helplessly writhing within the ropes.
"So, are you willing to become our slave? If you agree, we'll satisfy you and let you have your way, okay?" Zhou He sneered, setting a verbal trap for Suko.
"Ah... I'll do whatever you want, please... hurry... I can't take it anymore..." Suko no longer knew what she was saying; only the instinct for sexual desire remained in her body.
"You need to be clear!" Manji shouted.
"Ugh... I... I'm willing to become your slave, I'll agree to anything you want... please... let me, let me..." Saliva dripped from Suko's mouth; she had fallen into a frenzy and couldn't even speak.
"You've reached the peak of shame, haven't you? Then... it's time..."
Tetsuro winked at Manji, who nodded knowingly, walked behind Suko, and suddenly untied the black cloth covering her eyes. Suddenly,
a bright light appeared before her eyes. Accustomed to the darkness, her eyes couldn't see her surroundings at all; everything within her field of vision was a blur. Panting, Suko squinted, her eyes darting blankly around her, her gaze naturally falling
on her opponent.
Suddenly, the color drained from Suko's face. Suko's eyes widened, her pupils contracted, staring in disbelief at the naked boy before her. Kneeling between Suko's legs, relentlessly fondling her alluring body, was...
her son: Dai. Kazutsu. Tetsuro.
"What...!?" For a moment, Suko was completely unable to comprehend the reality before her. Although the image entered her brain through her eyes, her brain couldn't process it; in an instant, her mind seemed to stop functioning. Her body felt as if it had been doused with cold water, her lust
completely extinguished. The scene she saw caused her brain to unconsciously refuse to accept or believe it, unwilling to accept the situation before her.
This Suko, however, was brought to her breaking down by a single sentence.
"Surprised, Mom?" Tetsuro raised his head, grinning at his mother lying beneath him.
The son's smile was cold and evil like never before seen.
"No!!!" Motoko screamed wildly, her flushed face turning deathly pale, her piercing sobs filling the room.
"W-why? How could this be…" Terrified, Motoko screamed madly, her body struggling violently, writhing helplessly like a wounded beast.
"Don't you understand yet, Mom? I planned all of this, with only one goal: to possess your body." Tetsuro said excitedly, his hands still stroking his mother's lower body.
"You…they are…?" Stunned, Motoko asked in a trembling voice.
"Them? They're all my classmates. If it weren't for their help, how could you have fallen into their trap, Mom?" Tetsuro said to his mother nonchalantly.
Betrayed by her most beloved son, falling into his treacherous scheme, Motoko felt her world crumbling and collapsing, as if the world itself was about to disappear. Unable to believe that the person before her was her son, yet it was undeniably true, Suko felt
her mind reeling. Suddenly, the sensations she had ignored in her shock returned.
Looking down, she saw her son showed no sign of stopping; his hands continued to roam over her most private parts, pressing and pinching, relentlessly defiled her tender garden.
"You...stop! What are you doing! I'm your mother! You...stop right now!"
"Stop? But weren't you enjoying yourself just now? You even asked me to insert my penis into your vagina! Why have you changed your mind now?" Tetsuro grinned wickedly, his nimble fingers not only continuing their work but penetrating even deeper into his mother's vagina.
"Ugh...I...no, I just...was trying to save you..." Thinking of her lewd words and wanton behavior, completely witnessed by her son, Suko's face burned, and tears of shame streamed down her cheeks
.
"Really? Should I thank you, Mom? Thank you for begging a bunch of guys to insert their penises into your vagina for my sake! Why deceive yourself? You're just doing it for your own pleasure, don't be ashamed! Dad's been dead for so
long, it's a normal need for a woman to want someone to comfort you!" Tetsuro said, skillfully using his fingers inside his mother's body to tease and find her G-spot. His mother's secret garden was very wet
and warm.
"Ugh...no, no! I...I'm not that kind of person! Ugh...ugh...stop..."
Suko firmly denied it, but suddenly her body trembled, her head tilted back, her words interrupted by uncontrollable moans, apparently because Tetsuro's fingers had touched her sensitive area.
"Ah? You're feeling it now? As expected of your mother... your sensitivity is really high, you're worth playing with!" Tetsuro said in a very moved tone, while continuing his finger movements.
"Ugh... stop, why... why are you doing this?" Motoko gritted her teeth, desperately resisting the pleasure coming from her lower body, holding back her tears as she looked at her son.
"Why? Because I'm obsessed with you! Mother. But I know very well that no matter how much I want you, I can never have you, so I might as well do this, use a trick to make you lose your virginity to me, train you to be my slave... then I
can enjoy you from now on! Possess you forever!" Tetsuro stared directly into his mother's eyes, his eyes flashing with a strange light.
"..." Motoko was dumbfounded, seeing her son casually talking about "training" and "slave,"
she couldn't believe that the person in front of her was the same son she knew.
"Hehe... Anyway, Dad's been dead for so many years, you have normal sexual needs, right? And I'm going through puberty, don't you think it's a perfect solution for us to comfort each other? Hmm? Dear Mom..." Tetsuro,
kneeling between his mother's legs, leaned forward, speaking to Suzuko's face, then stuck out his tongue, lightly licking the tears and sweat from her cheeks. The scene was indescribably eerie.
"You...you're crazy! How could you say such a thing? This...this is incest!" Suzuko was horrified, turning her face away to avoid her son's tongue.
"...Hehe...It doesn't matter if you don't want to, as long as I have the videotape I just recorded, you won't escape my grasp...If Mom dares to disobey my orders, you'll soon become the new queen of adult films...
Do you want your wanton behavior just now to be seen by other strangers? If you don't mind, I don't care...Good things are meant to be appreciated, aren't they?" Tetsuro looked at his mother, who had fallen into his trap, with hunter-like eyes
.
"No...No! Please, Tetsuro, you're my son! How could you do this to me..."
Suko looked at her son with resentment, hoping to awaken his conscience.
"Because I like you, Mom, I want to have you." Tetsuro remained unmoved, his cold words silencing his mother's pleas.
"So, no matter how much you beg me, it's useless. Today, I will have you! Now let your son enjoy Mom's flesh cave..." Tetsuro smiled coldly, holding his penis, ready to mount her.
"No, no!" A look of fear appeared on Suzuko's face.
"Mom, I'm going to insert it." Holding his penis with one hand and locating his mother's vagina with the other, he slowly inserted his penis inch by inch into his mother's body, parting the entrance of her honey hole with his fingers. Bound
into a position like a supine frog, this shape made it very convenient for her son to insert it. With his beautiful mother in this position in front of him, how could a son resist?
"Ah... Stop, no... Tetsuro..." Suzuko cried out frantically, struggling incessantly, but she was tightly bound and helpless. She could only watch helplessly as her son raped his mother, committing this incestuous beast, unable
to stop him.
"Ah... Mom, I've inserted it, inserted it into your little hole."
Tetsuro sighed, feeling the warmth of his mother's body emanating from his penis. The place where he was born, he had returned once again. His penis was tightly gripped, the warm, wet vagina bringing his son boundless joy.
"Waaah... This is too much..." Suko cried wildly, shaking her head from side to side, biting her lower lip, resisting the fullness coming from her lower body.
"Hey! Tetsuro's mom, use your mouth to serve my penis!"
The boys, who had been silent until now, could no longer restrain themselves as they watched the mother and son's incestuous scene. Bangyang fixed the camera on the tripod, pointed it at the bed, and ran onto the bed, saying to Suko. Before Suko could speak,
Bangyang, kneeling beside her, grabbed Suko's head and shoved his penis into her cherry lips.
"Hey, remember, it's my turn next!" Zhouhe shouted from the shadows. Manji and
Zhouhe watched the obscene scene on the bed with bated breath: a middle-aged mother bound, her orifices stuffed by her son and his classmate, the beautiful woman with tears streaming down her face, her pitiful expression of wanting to resist but also wanting to, made one's blood boil.

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